HANDSOME CEO FOR A LADY NIGHT
Part 19 | Separate

After tidying up the kitchen that was like a broken ship, Alea sat back down on the sofa and sighed heavily. It feels exhausting. In the past, not only the kitchen that he cleaned, but all the contents of the house, which he cleaned.

Seeing Alea looking weak and exhausted, Adila brought her a cup of lemon tea, which she had just ordered from the restaurant below. Intention wants to make it yourself, but Alea forbids it. Adila ordered food from outside.

"It's for the future wife, who's tired of cleaning the kitchen." Adila then put a cup of lemon tea on the table. And he sat down in front of Alea. He developed his sweet smile on Alea.

Seeing Adila's very strange gaze to her, Alea then gave a furious look, and tried to close her eyes. He was still angry because of what happened last night. Adila hasn't told me what really happened last night. He did not want to ask, but he waited for Adila who would tell him everything, after his promise.

"Beb, are you sleeping? It's in the drink first." Adila said in a soft voice.

Alea however remained unmoved. He kept quiet without saying anything.

"Honey. It's a drink, it's good for you. You're just ready to clean up the kitchen, this makes you go again." This time Adila was like a lemon tea salesman. Offering, and giving it straight into Alea's hands.

Alea gasped in shock, as she saw Adila already beside her, with a cup of lemon tea in tanganga. The sweet smile on the lips of the man was perfectly inflated. If the middle is like this, it is like incarnating as an angel. Unlike when angry, it will change instantly.

"Save aja. Not thirsty." Alea was still sniffling and jutek. He does not want to give hope. Despite the fact, last night he had given more than hope.

"You still angry?" Adila's eyes looked at Alea with hope, for Alea to return as she had before last night.

"Do not talk, if it is not important." Alea replied annoyed. Because Adila is still not sensitive to what she wants.

However, it was not Adila's name, if she gave up just like that. He held Alea's hand and kissed her many times.

"Alvi. He's my ex-fiance." Adila said as she looked at Alea's face.

Finally the thing that Alea was waiting for came as well. Alea started to open her eyes, and glared in annoyance. Because this is just a name he told me. Not how, and why he could break the engagement.

"He cheated on my client. And yes, I finally canceled the fiancee." Adila clear.

"Where do you know he's cheating?" Ask Alea again.

Reflecting on her relationship experience with Rio. Who always said he was cheating, to all the women who were close to him. Until finally Alea did not easily believe it.

"From my eyes." Adila lirih. "I see with my own eyes." The drill.

From the look of his eyes, there was a deep beam of sadness. But he cannot reveal. Even with Alea.

Iba and Kasian, but Alea doesn't want to be so easy to trust in this guy in front of her. Because there are still questions that are now stuck in his heart. About last night's incident.

"Udah right? Everything is clear? So you don't have to worry anymore. I'm totally free." Adila said with a sweet smile on her lips.

"Keep, what was last night? Do you want to massage the two women?" While frowning her forehead, Alea looked at Adila.

"The promise is only about Alvi's problem. So that doesn't need to be discussed."

"When do I promise? The one you promised, make up the whole story."

"okay." Alea then moved from her seat and went to the room. He picked up his bag and went back out. But Adila held her hand and hugged her back.

"I'm sorry. Last night I was hilaf. I won't repeat it again." Adila lirih.

Finally, Adila wanted to discuss the matter. Although Alea had to pretend to leave like this.

Sick? Sure it hurts. Alea gave it her all, but Adila was still looking for satisfaction from other women. To the extent that he was willing to call a masseuse like that.

"Mika who stood up. That's why I'm so." Adila clear.

"Oh. Okay deh. I'll be working again tonight. Yes, I want to go home!" Alea said firmly.

"Nga! You can't work anymore. It's yes, I'm sorry. So don't talk about it anymore." Adila answered lightly.

Men are always like that. Take all the problems that have happened. They don't know what they've done to women.

"What are your rights? You are nothing to me! I'm just a woman of the night, who's paid for your laya in lust. And when I can't do it all, you look for someone else."

"That's not. Don't assume for yourself."

"Assumptions? Then if you consider me your future wife, why did you hire a masseuse here? Why?" Alea asked in a loud voice.

"I told you, don't talk about it. Yes, I was wrong. And I'm sorry." Answer Adila. Cold sweat started to wet his forehead.

"Udah yes. This time, let me think first. Let me focus on myself, until you can change and be sure that what you do with me, will never happen again." Clearly Alea. He immediately let go of Adila's hand, and rushed out of the apartment.

With a careless move, Alea returned to the apartment that Adila had given her. He no longer knew where to go at a time like this. It was the only place, which would make him feel calmer.

Mba Marni's welcome, made Alea smile again. But he couldn't pretend much longer in front of Marni. He immediately chose to go into the room, and locked the door.

Laying down the body, on top of that bed, again made Alea recall. His eyes looked at the ceiling of his room.

"If only my father and mother had not separated. Maybe I won't be like this." Her muttering. Her tears were back on her cheeks.

Being a broken home child is not an option and desire. But that's all he has to live.

Suddenly his phone rang. Lazily, Alea grabbed her phone and looked at the new number. Without waiting for long, Alea shifted the green button, and started the conversation.

"Lea, tonight help mba ya." A woman's voice is heard from the end of the phone.

"This who's sorry?" Ask Alea.

"This is mba Kiki. Vocalis yesterday shone on you."